The strongest dream therapist

Chapter 5 This meal is on me
Inside the store, on a small table.

Fu Yuan held the wooden skewer and gobbled up the roasted gluten in big bites.

Seitan is a plant-based protein extracted from wheat flour that cooks much faster than other meats.

Seeing how hungry she was, Meng Jie frowned slightly and said in a slightly reproachful tone, "How come you don't know how to take care of yourself when you're so old? You must have skipped breakfast and lunch."

"Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry, drink some water." As she said that, she took out a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator, gently placed it on the table, and then hurried out to continue grilling meat for her.

Fu Yuan unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water.

After a while, Meng Jie came over with a few more skewers of lamb in a white plastic box. "The rest are still on the grill. I saw you were really hungry, so I grilled these skewers at full power just for you. The heat was a little too high, so the taste won't be as good as the rest."

The mutton is fat and lean, and each piece is roasted until slightly browned, with a hint of tempting brown on the edges. The lean meat is firm and the fat is delicate.

Fu Yuan reached out and grabbed a skewer and put it to her mouth, maintaining a girl's reserve. She only bit the middle part and pulled the skewer outward. Most of the mutton fell into her mouth in an instant, and her cheeks bulged slightly.

After chewing and swallowing it completely, she repeated the same process again, leaving only an empty bamboo stick in her hand.

Fu Yuan ate and regained some energy. His movements became more refined. While eating, he praised her cooking skills, "It's delicious. Don't be so modest."

Meng Jie, who was standing there adding charcoal, heard this and slowed down her movements. She turned her head and looked back with a smile on her face. "As long as you like it, I'm glad. I was worried that my presumptuous decision would upset you."

He added, "You look this tall, little girl, but a little thin. Nowadays, we don't pursue that kind of morbid thinness as beauty. Don't think about losing weight, you should eat more. Isn't it, old man?"

At the end of her words, she raised her voice to ask the man, who nodded quickly and agreed, "You should eat more. You're too thin."

I could understand what the man said and I felt that the pronunciation of each word was correct, but there was a slightly strange accent.

"Okay." Fu Yuan nodded, indicating that she had listened. She usually ate a lot, but no matter how much she ate, she just couldn't gain weight.

Moreover, she usually pays attention to health preservation. After graduating from university, she lived a life like others retired, and she never put down chrysanthemum and wolfberry tea.

She opened the Gaode Navigation on her phone and searched for nearby snack shops. The map showed that the nearest snack cabin was a 7-minute ride away.

Fu Yuan placed two fingers on the screen, enlarged the map and took a look. It wasn't too far.

While I sat down and waited, a little fat man came in, took a yellow basket, and picked out skewers from the freezer by himself.

"Boss, why are there only 10 skewers of lamb? Do you have any more?" He shouted in a loud and strong voice towards the outside of the door, his hands still busy, picking up a few more chicken wings and leeks.

Hearing this, Meng Jie called out to the man again. Coincidentally, the food in the man's hand had also been grilled and was taken away by a delivery boy in a kangaroo yellow robe.

"I'm coming." The man strode into the store and gave the fat man an apologetic smile.

"I only skewered 30 skewers of lamb this morning, and they are all in the freezer. I haven't had time to make more today, so you can sit down and rest for a while, and I will make it for you right away." After saying that, he reached out and pulled open the big red curtain that served as a partition, and went into the kitchen.

The little fat boy had finished his selection and handed the basket to the proprietress. It was full and looked like it was even more than what Fu Yuan had chosen.

Fu Yuan looked at the little fat boy and felt that he looked a little familiar, as if he was the one he had seen in his dream this afternoon.

But it seemed different. The person in the dream looked much more fragile, and his facial features were a little blurry. He was far less energetic than the one in front of him.

The world can't be so small, right? Fu Yuan felt a little uneasy. Without saying anything, she walked out and sat on her electric scooter. The space inside the store was not spacious, and she didn't like being in the same room with strangers.

The little fat boy was staring at the screen of his mobile phone intently with his head buried, his two thumbs constantly swiping, as if he was replying to a message.

Two people went in and out, passing each other.

“How do I pack?”

Meng Jie took out a few white plastic boxes and asked Fu Yuan for his opinion.

"If possible, just pack them all together." Fu Yuan answered softly. She had just finished eating and her complexion looked much better than before.

"Ah?" The proprietress Meng Jie was slightly stunned, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.
She deftly pulled out two large white plastic boxes and stuffed the skewers in them. "They don't taste as good when they're cold. I saw you order so much before, and I thought you were bringing some for your colleagues."

The portions at this restaurant are very generous, and what Fu Yuan ordered is more than enough for two normal adult men.

Meng Jie put both lunch boxes into a large plastic bag and handed it to her. Thinking of her pale face just now, she couldn't help but say:
"It's better to eat one meal at a time. Even if it tastes good, you can't eat it every day. Don't blame Auntie for being talkative."

Fu Yuan paused, took the bag, and found it a little heavy.

She put the things in the basket in front of the electric car. She knew it was a misunderstanding, but she didn't explain too much. Some things, the more you explain, the more unclear they become.

"Okay, thank you Sister Meng for your concern. How much is the total?" She said as she took out her phone from her pocket to scan the code to pay.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out of the house like a small cannonball. It was the little fat man just now. Fu Yuan suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

He wore thick black-framed glasses and looked at her intently. His lifeless eyes seemed to reflect a ray of hope. "Are you a doctor?"

At this moment, the two figures began to overlap infinitely.

The lady boss beside him was also very happy: "Oh, what a coincidence, you know each other?"

Fu Yuan shook her head. The shy little girl began to pick at the soles of her shoes with her toes. "I don't know him."

"Then how did he know you were a doctor?" Meng Jie laughed, adding up the price on a calculator. "It's two hundred and eighteen in total. Just give me two hundred and ten."

"drop--"

But the little fat boy got there first. He said politely, "I'll treat you to this meal. The doctor has done me a great favor, and I dare not fail to repay him."

Fu Yuan took a step back and drew a line again, "But I don't know you."

The fat boy seemed not to have heard and came up to her with a smile: "Let me introduce myself. I'm a freshman in the class of 30, majoring in computer science at Z University. My last name is Yu. Can you add me on WeChat, senior sister?"

Fu Yuan pursed his lips, somewhat understanding his feelings, and did not refuse.

At worst, this person had just paid for her skewers.

Seeing that Yu Xuedi wanted to hold her back to talk, and that the students who were rushing to class had basically left, and there were not as many people on the road as before, Fu Yuanfei, who had social anxiety, also turned on his electric bike and rushed to the snack area.

(End of this chapter)